A few days later......

Luo Yuyao walked lightly forward, and took Li Shuidao, Qingming, Ziyan, and Mosheng, four white-clothed and white-robed monks, to a magnificent square.

In the center of the square, a gorgeous and extraordinary cloud boat is quietly moored, the body of the boat is full of light, the cloud pattern is complex, and it is beautiful.

Around Yunzhou, a large number of monks were ready to go, and they were all standing or sitting, all with a solemn look. These monks are all elites of the Yunmiao Immortal Clan, and this time they went to the sea area controlled by the Dongyuan Immortal Clan to participate in the Great Competition, and they shouldered the honor and expectations of the Yunmiao Immortal Clan.

Luo Yuyao looked at Yunzhou, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, she turned her head to Li Shuidao and said, "Senior, this is the Yunzhou prepared by our Yunmiao Immortal Clan for this big competition. Every cloud pattern on the boat contains the wisdom and hard work of our predecessors, which can not only carry us to the Dongyuan Immortal Clan quickly, but also demonstrate the powerful heritage of our clan. ”

Li Shuidao nodded, clasped his hands together and said, "It's true that they are all elites." ”

With Luo Yuyao's guidance, Li Shuidao stepped on the glorious cloud boat. Luo Yunxuan was already waiting on the deck, and when he saw Li Shuidao and the others coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute and lead everyone into the depths of the cloud boat.

Finally, everyone came to the highest point of the cloud boat, an exquisite attic. The attic is small but elegantly furnished, with moire carvings on the lattice, and through the windows you can look out over the square and the rolling hills in the distance.

Li Shuidao sat in the center of the attic with Qing Ming, Ziyan, and Mosheng, and the four of them all closed their eyes and recuperated, and their breaths were restrained. As soon as Li Shuidao flipped it in his hand, a delicate oil lamp appeared in his hand. Above the oil lamp, the candle flame flickered, emitting a faint light, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity to this attic.

Li Shuidao said in a deep voice: "Everyone, we went to the Dongyuan Immortal Clan this time, just to support the scene, and there will be no fighting. Therefore, it is important to concentrate on the Dharma and improve one's cultivation. ”

Hearing this, Qing Ming nodded: "What the master said is extremely true. ”

Ziyan and Moshang also agreed, and the four of them began their own cultivation. Yunzhou slowly rose into the air and flew towards the Dongyuan Immortal Clan, but in the attic, there was silence, only the candle flame on the oil lamp was gently flickering, reflecting the focused faces of the four people.

……

It took half a month for the cloud boat to reach an island.

The island sits in the middle of the vast expanse of the sea, and the mountains on it rise and fall like a dragon in a deep sleep, and the clouds and mist are like a dream.

As the cloud boat slowly approached, the whole view of the island gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes. I saw that on the square, many monks gathered together, and the atmosphere was full of people. The colorful spirit flags fluttered in the wind, as if cheering for the upcoming Tianlan Sea Competition.

Under the guidance of Luo Yunxuan and Luo Yuyao, Li Shuidao, the head of Mingdeng Temple, slowly walked down the cloud boat.

This time, Li Shuidao came to support the scene for the Yunmiao Immortal Clan, so he naturally would not restrain his cultivation.

He walked calmly, every step down, there is a golden lotus blooming, step by step lotus, this is the Buddha's magical power, only the Buddha comprehends the extremely high realm, there is such a vision.

The monks of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan, who had been waiting here for a long time, looked at each other, they had never heard that the Yunmiao Immortal Clan actually had a master of Buddhism, and everyone was whispering and discussing the origin of this person.

On the square, two figures are like pines and cranes, standing outstanding. They are the monks of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan, a man and a woman, peerless, as bright as the stars.

The man's name is Shi Chenrui, he is wearing a dark robe, with a gold silk and jade belt around his waist, his face is resolute, and his eyebrows reveal a momentum of not being angry and self-imposing; The woman's name is Yuan Jinyu is wearing a green shirt, her long hair is like a waterfall, there is a faint light flowing between her eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of her mouth are hung with a touch of arc that seems to be a smile but not a smile, revealing an unstoppable arrogance.

They stood there, the aura emanating from their bodies was like a dense fairy aura, and that immortal aura seemed to be alive, circulating and circling in the air, forming a brilliant halo.

Li Shuidao walked in front of the two, Luo Yunxuan immediately stepped forward and introduced with a smile: "Two fellow Daoists, this is the Great Elder of my Yunmiao Immortal Clan, the head of the Mingdeng Temple, Li Shuidao's senior. He is also a monk in the incarnation period, and he has the magic power of Buddhism through the heavens and the earth. This time it is a blessing for our clan to go out of the customs for the big competition. ”

When Shi Chenrui heard this, his eyes swept over Li Shuidao, and he frowned slightly: "Li Daoyou, I see that your face is very good, and I have never heard of this Mingdeng Temple." I don't know where friends come from? Can you elaborate on that? ”

Li Shuidao smiled slightly, folded his hands and said: "Although the poor monk is not a member of the Yunmiao Immortal Clan, since he is invited by the Yunmiao Immortal Clan, he should do his best. As for the name of the Ming Lantern Temple, it was not too late for the two of them to hear about it today. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Jinyu sneered and said, "Isn't there any other Transformation Stage cultivator in your Yunmiao Immortal Clan?" How do you get an outsider to lead the team? ”

Luo Yunxuan was about to explain, but Li Shuidao waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to say much. He looked at Yuan Jinyu with a smile and said, "Although the poor monk is a guest, the matter of the Yunmiao Immortal Clan is the matter of the poor monk. ”

Shi Chenrui and Yuan Jinyu glanced at each other, it seems that this Li Shuidao and the Yunmiao Immortal Clan do have a lot to do with each other, although the Yunmiao Immortal Clan has two late-stage cultivators who have fallen, but there is such a Buddhist monk, and the strength is still very strong.

……

On the island, there is a majestic ancestral hall.

It was here that the ancestors of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan and the Yunmiao Immortal Clan made an agreement that a big competition would be held every hundred years to exchange ideas and enhance the friendship between the two clans.

The temple towers into the sky and is majestic, like the shoulders of two giants, supporting the sky.

Today, the square in front of the ancestral hall is full of people, and the fairy mist is shrouded. The clansmen of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan and the Yunmiao Immortal Clan gathered here to witness this grand competition once in a hundred years.

In the center of the square, two huge rings stand majestically, and on the ring, they are full of light and fairy spirit. Around, colorful flags fluttering, fairy music bursts, like a fairyland on earth.

In the sky, fairy birds and beasts are circling and flying, sprinkling pieces of auspicious light. On the ground, fairy flowers and fairy grass bloom one after another, exuding a faint fragrance. The whole square was enveloped in a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

As the melodious bell echoed between heaven and earth, Shi Chenrui and Yuan Jinyu, the two great monks of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan, slowly descended to the platform in the north.

On the platform, there are two Taishi chairs carved from thousand-year-old wood.

The two of them sat upright, their expressions calm, as if they had no quarrel with the world.

At the same time, on the platform in the south, Li Shuidao of the Yunmiao Immortal Clan also slowly appeared. He was dressed in a snow-white monk's robe, spotless, stepping on golden lotus, and the weather was myriad.

Behind him, three white-clothed nuns stood quietly, their faces were delicate and their temperaments were dusty, as if they were out of place in this earthly world. And Luo Yunxuan and Luo Yuyao were wearing elegant clothes, standing beside Li Shuidao, like a pair of beautiful people.

The two forces, one north and the other south, are facing each other like this. The sky above the platform, the clouds were swirling, and it seemed that it was also boiling for this upcoming contest. There was an indescribable tension in the air, as if an earth-shattering battle was about to break out at any moment.

The two sides sat down, the juniors entered, the corners of Yuan Jinyu's mouth were lightly raised, like a blooming orchid, her voice was like a spring water, revealing an indescribable provocation: "Li Daoyou, today the three of us gathered together as the great monks of the Transformation Period, if it is just to watch the competition of the juniors in the foundation building period, it will inevitably be a little boring." I have a junior, although he is only in the early stage of Yuan Infant cultivation, but he has great ambitions and is eager to learn from Li Daoyou's disciples, I don't know what the friendship will be? ”

Li Shuidao frowned slightly, his disciples were the three nuns of Qingming, Ziyan, and Mosheng, who originally thought that their cultivation was enough to fight against the early Yuan Infant monks, but after breaking away from the Lord of Shadows, their mana faded sharply, and the human race exercise "Heart Sea Bright Lantern Technique" has not yet received the Dan, at this time it is the time when their combat power is the weakest, and fighting with the Yuan Infant Stage monks not only has no chance of winning, but there will be a risk of revealing their identities.

After pondering for a moment, Li Shuidao sighed lightly: "My three disciples, although they are diligent in their cultivation, they still don't succeed after all. Luo Yunxuan, this one is up to you to have a discussion with the disciples of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan. ”

When Luo Yunxuan heard Li Shuidao's words, his heart moved, and a confident smile suddenly appeared on his face. He replied without hesitation: "Luo Yunxuan takes the order!" The voice was clear, as if with an indescribable firmness and determination.

Before the words fell, his body had already moved, as if turning into a light smoke and falling into the field.

Seeing this, Yuan Jinyu was slightly stunned. Originally, she wanted to observe the Divine Passage Method of Li Shuidao's three disciples, so as to test his details. But he didn't expect Li Shuidao to let Luo Yunxuan go down directly, and he didn't accept her move at all.

She frowned slightly, and thought to herself in her heart: "This Li Shuidao is cunning, and he refuses to reveal his details easily. ”

A moment later, Luo Yunxuan and the disciples of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan were already standing opposite each other, the two of them were only a few feet apart, but they seemed to be separated by an invisible world. Their gazes met in the air, colliding with fierce sparks, and the air currents around them became tense as a result.

Luo Yunxuan took a deep breath, his body moved slightly, and turned into an afterimage and attacked his opponent. His movements were as swift as the wind, and his moves were as sharp as lightning, as if he was about to tear the whole world apart.

Not to be outdone, the disciple of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan sealed his hands, and with words in his mouth, a powerful spell instantly condensed and blasted towards Luo Yunxuan.

The two attacks collided in the air, erupting with a deafening sound. For a moment, the entire platform was enveloped by a powerful wave of qi, as if it was about to swallow everything up.

After a fierce fight, Luo Yunxuan won cleanly.

The Yunmiao Immortal Clan is victorious.

The monks in the clan shouted loudly, and for a time the momentum was like a rainbow, and the sound shook the sky.

The ensuing battle became more and more intense, and both sides each sent monks to fight several times in a row, and the sword qi and spells flew in the field, however, although these battles were fierce, they all stopped immediately, and the two sides only divided the victory and defeat, but did not make a dead hand.

Shi Chenrui and Yuan Jinyu sat on the high platform, they didn't care about the battle between the juniors, the two discussed in a low voice, secretly thinking about what method to use to force Li Shuidao to make a move.

"Shu Hao, you will ...... next game" Shi Chenrui summoned a disciple of the clan and whispered in his ear.

Shu Hao is a body refining cultivator of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan, with dual cultivation of law and body, extremely strong strength, he can use his body to tear apart the giant demon in the sea in the Tianlan Sea, and he has been defeating the strong with the weak since the foundation building period, and he is an extremely strong killing body cultivator.

After receiving the order of the Avatar Ancestor, Shu Hao decisively went on the field, he was burly, his muscles were knotted, he was not good at stubble, as soon as he came on the field, he pointed at Luo Yuyao menacingly, and threatened: "I want to challenge you!" ”

Luo Yuyao is the eldest lady of the Luo family, although she has never experienced a life-and-death battle, she has many treasures on her body, and she and Shu Miao's cultivation are quite in the late stage of Jindan, so it is naturally impossible to avoid the war.

She said yes and gladly responded.

In the ring, the two glanced at each other and started a fierce battle.

Their figures staggered in the field, sword light and fist shadows intertwined, emitting bursts of roar. At the beginning, the two were evenly matched, but as time went on, Shu Hao gradually gained the upper hand.

At this time, Shu Hao had already figured out the depth of Luo Yuyao's strength. The corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile: "Miss Luo, it turns out that it's just like this." ”

As soon as the words fell, Shu Hao no longer kept his hand, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he directly burst out with ten percent strength and launched a thunderous blow.

Mutual temptation to hide strength, once you make a move, you have to go all out!

Shu Hao slammed his fist into Luo Yuyao's chest.

Luo Yuyao couldn't dodge, and was hit hard by this punch, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

Seeing this, Shu Hao had a cruel smile on his face. He didn't stop, but attacked Luo Yuyao even more frantically, wanting to take the opportunity to put her to death.

It's not in order!

Luo Yunxuan had been watching the battle nervously from the sidelines, and when he saw Luo Yuyao being hit by Shu Hao and fell unconscious, he was shocked, and when he saw that Shu Hao was going to be a killer, he even burst into the arena with all his might, but he was still a step too late after all, and he could only watch Shu Hao's fist about to fall.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly flew out of Li Shuidao's hand, turned into a golden lotus, appeared out of thin air, and blocked Shu Hao's attack.

Shu Hao's fist slammed into the golden lotus, only to hear a crisp sound, and the golden lotus suddenly shattered, turning into a little golden light and dissipating in the air.

Shu Hao's face was full of consternation, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible. He pointed at Li Shuidao and shouted, "You are not a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator at all!" The golden lotus condensed by the mana of the cultivator of the Transformation Stage is absolutely impossible to be smashed by me with one punch! You're a liar! ”

This roar instantly attracted everyone's attention. Shi Chenrui and Yuan Jinyu of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan also looked at Li Shuidao, and a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes.

It stands to reason that the golden lotus of a fifth-order Buddhist monk really shouldn't be so fragile, but the aura on Li Shuidao's body is definitely not fake.

Although Li Shuidao was watched by everyone, he didn't care, and he didn't even plan to explain.

It's very troublesome to explain, because Li Shuidao's cultivation of "Heart Sea Bright Lantern Formula" has not yet been established, and this hand Buddhist Gate Golden Lotus is the purest Buddhist magic power, and it must be driven by the Buddhist mana of "Heart Sea Ming Lantern Formula", Li Shuidao's virtual realm mana can't help much, so this golden lotus is naturally fragile.

However, Jin Lian represents Li Shuidao's comprehension of Buddhism, representing a realm, not the strength of mana.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when everyone questioned Li Shuidao's cultivation, Luo Yunxuan took the opportunity to save his unconscious sister, he glanced at Shu Hao deeply, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. Then, he flew back to Li Shuidao's side and silently guarded him.

The monks of the Dongyuan Immortal Clan began to whisper, and they pointed at Li Shuidao, their eyes flashing with suspicion. In Shu Hao's roar, the doubts in their hearts were like a lit flame, burning more and more.

"I'll just say that why did they suddenly have an extra god transformation stage cultivator in the Yunmiao Immortal Clan, it turned out to be fake." A monk from the Dongyuan Immortal Clan whispered, his voice was small, but it was clearly heard in the field.

"Yes, how could the Golden Lotus of the Transformation Stage Cultivator be smashed with a single punch?" The other monk frowned.

These words were like piercing arrows, shooting towards Li Shuidao one after another.

The people of the Yun Miao Immortal Clan were completely different. They were well aware of Li Shuidao's strength, and even many monks had witnessed his feat of forcibly killing the giant demon blood crocodile in the sea. Therefore, none of them doubted Li Shuidao's cultivation.

(End of chapter)